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The spring shall make this a wildflowered covered landscape
they made soda outta alpine needles
and mixed it with vodka and gin
a slash of lemon and lime
and some carbonated water mixed in
they ooh'd and ah'd at the deliciousness
and marvel at the taste
a smile broke the ice
with a comment on the taste.
I wanted ya'll to love this thang
I really really did.
Sip and and delight in
the refreshing citrusy taste.
the mountains of Milan a skiers paradise
what a wonderful way to spend
an evening. Risotto alla Milanese
and Ossobuco with wine and sweet desserts
were the stars of the evening
but the night belonged to the alpine needles and the citrus drink.
I learned that taint whyle was the word used to describe
Written by Sisg the Gypsy
and Halo-Halo the Soda Maker.
Done-Rite Publishing soda.
recipes used with permission by
Yeah Gal- and Who-chi Main
Main course with Whipp Appeal
Desserts By Griffa and Them.
the stacking of the Gypsum bricks. we poured a bit to the ground
in honor of Kulla the God of Brick Making.
Black-blue paint bleeds from within the cracks of crumbling cement walls,
Crushed skeletons infused within limestone erode,
exposing nameless sorrow hidden behind faceless grains of gypsum,
while a forgotten galaxy's celestial ceiling peers through a decaying thatched roof.
Misguided souls reach out into night's void,
screeching repeated sins into feverish gusts of wind,
tethered to each rusting rebar that's barely holding what was once their haven together,
unable to let go, doomed to relive past grievances.
Weathered spiral staircases lead towards nowhere.
Bleakness suffocates while hope is snuffed out,
like the wick of bitter candles drowning in their own wax.
Spinning surrealistic scenes melt into intangible realities,
each soul writhing in agony, trying to break free of abject cycles,
yet punishment clings like the smell of burnt tobacco,
unable to separate the scent from the fibres of existence.
Disembodied voices find no reprieve,
only more excruciation
at the hands of cruel judgement.
WALLPAPER
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Paper Thin
Cut down to any size,
Crumble, crop me wrong
Pull the insulation from my heart.
Never will I be "A Paper Doll!"
Thank you for calling me a "Friend!"
Thank you for wasting my "time!"
Enjoy the WALLPAPER display
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Layers and layers of lifeless brick
KEEPS EVERYTHING OUT!
Emotional poster boards of doubt
Envious fiberglass green never seen
Yuletide Carols warped around my energy
Merry and full of acrylic sh!t-
Hand full of putty maintains the makeup on my face
Arts and crafts display my inner fancy grace
Heavy installed Sheetrock so easily replaced
Tough paint chips away silently through the night
Rigid boards transform into fragile crystal light
The greatest illusion blinding reality
Smooth Tiger Skin, texture of orange simple peel
Beautiful mud swirl, L'Oreal.
Gypsum soft enough you want to touch
Dark walls of a thousand words
A plasterboard of discordant grey notes
Blots and clots of ink, enslave my skin
Colorless drywall, resilient to your charms
Printed designs of cleverly decorated lipstick
Morbid shadows underneath the ceiling veil
A double coat of Pacific Waterproof Blue-
Printing bags from -- YESTERDAY!
Plastered wounds of cement dry and roughens along the edge
A human-made barrier, not even God comes in.
by;PD
KULLA
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" She said he so dumb he thinks that Alcubierre Drive
is three doors away from his destination.
I tried to explain to him that was Warp Drive he then talked about
getting a new car. That's one dumb fella I tell ya!" Said StratonMusse':
he knows his block making though, formula, and production.
He has a skill for density and scaled production procedures.
I found him keen and quite genius.
Foam Concrete Block production Module
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Needs....... Foam Machine with a air compressor
Used Motor Oil for the non stick effect
Construction Mixer
A custom Mould for block making
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250 grams of Alpha Olefin sulfonate
dissolve in 8 liters of water
pour into a foam generator
in a barrel add
2 kilos of cement
37 kilos of gypsum
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Agency specific data Sets--------------------------------Cage Code----------------
2 liters of water
50 liters of foam
mix with a construction mixer
pour into greased moulds
allow to harden
remove from moulds
and allow to air dry for a week
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The Wind arranged and rearranged
the sediment
the beauty of a sandy flat
eroded crustal rocks of the
graben the area a down-dropped basin
with no outlet the rains drain into the
basin gypsum and salt the products
of the evaperated streams
where the flooded plains shall create
perfect ocean
the shallows collected from the streams
the foothills of Guadalupe
Restores the El Pasains dreams
Remnants of Ancient Lakes
She fasted 40 days there
before the temptations of
a devilish woman with
power, food, and her body
and the Kingdoms of the World
One must resist temptation to restore
there dignity
representing the lust of the flesh
, the lust of the eyes,
and the pride of life.
The three temptations are often interpreted
to make the understanding of what is tempting
One Must Resist Temptation
Most Temptations are opposed to
family,freinds,or society
these type of relationships defy common boundaries
and exploit the dignity of all involved
The Tenth of the Stave
Representing a different
notation or musical pitch
due to the fact
that he was39 years old
and she was 23 years old
he received threats from
the gaps in there age
and was cited for
ignoring the common
boundaries of both age
and meeting
her at work.
The were performers of
"The Solid Surface Orchestra"
he's a Pianist/bassoonist
and she a flutist/cellist..
Composition by
Deduce Figami'ah
and
Sostenuto Concerro
The Bus to Dublin
Excited for days before,
My mother and I boarded the bus on a Sunday afternoon.
From Shercock,we headed south, and just beyond Kingscourt
adjacent to to the Gypsum factory I saw a small railway line.
Wow, such an exciting thing to see.
And then further on close to Navan,a race course.
Wow!, such an exciting thing to see.
And on the wider main road,just before Dunslaughlin,
a bunch of cyclists on racing bikes,
An unusual thing for my young eyes to see.
The journey,is often as exciting as the destination.
The destination already glowing on the horizon.
In the falling dusk of a November evening.
And then on the outskirts the first double decker bus
Announces,
'You are almost in Dublin'.
Getting off in Parnell Square we walked down O Connell Street
Past, as of yet, a still standing Nelsons Pillar.
And somewhere along the keys of the Liffey River on whose banks the.
City was founded,
we boarded the magical, double decker bus, bound for Kimmage.
Signs of the cross and silent prayers whispered as we passed Mount Argus church
Before getting off at the last stop on
Sundrive Road to walk the final straight to
Blarney Park.
Auntie Mary, animated , flamboyant and as mad as a bag of cats.
Ushered us into a cosy, city sitting room,with its open fire in full bloom.
And welcomed again by her Kerry man husband, Pat
As mad as a second bag of cats;
Funnier than any BBC TV comedian.
And here I am scores of years later,
Back on the bus to Dublin
And it's still an exciting journey, from the heart of the country
To the soul of the city.
To still be connected , and to marvel at the magic of everyday things.
The paint recalls, layered and petulant, groans
mindless in its ground, it decomposes.
Granules of hematite, pale traceries of gypsum,
the crevasses of cave wall are soot soothed.
Layered and petulant the palm of man appears
charcoal dusted, amongst the antelope and bison.
Do you hear the drum’s call, the hollow
wail of bone flute, the slap of bare feet,
the drone of chant?
Red-lead or orange crystalline roars atop
the gummy white in Pharaoh’s tombs.
See the deathly desert and the blood of power
as it paves the way; ochre, gypsum,
copper blue, groan mindless in its ground.
Do you hear the drums call, the hollow
wail of wooden flutes, the rattle of the tambourine
the clink of bell, as bare feet dance entranced?
Decomposed, composed, each grain
calls to mind pale traceries of the ages left behind.
Soot-soothed, charred coal outlines the faces
of God and man upon the walls of time.
First Published by Mused 2013
7/12/17
Fact not fiction
Another rap from scratch, I've written
Flaws in every system
And organism
Constant competition
And schisms
People passionate about religion
Or looking at it with skepticism
Folks with belief in superstition
And others regarding it with suspicion
So much criticism
And contradiction
Lifeforms that have or haven't participated in cannibalism
Whether it was optimal or severe weather and living conditions
It went with or against tradition
Found out or kept hidden
Work in progress, no matter if it's building or demolition
Messages that arrived and didn't
With or without a messenger pigeon
Was it truly an accurate depiction?
Or just someone's opinion?
Near or far from land and where bodies of water glisten
You'd better listen
Pay attention and if you can, use your vision
Only so much time is given
So you better stay driven
Slowly but surely I have risen
With more ambition
I'm trying to keep the rhythm
Using better lyricism
While remaining winsome
As I pursue the expedition
Speaking the truth and seeking wisdom
I worked with many different items, including gypsum
Underneath skies that were blue, grey or crimson
Alabaster used for statues and vases
Brass and beryl
Calcite, relative of limestone and marble
Diamond, pure carbon
Erbium used for fiber optics
Fluorite boosts mental clarity
Gypsum and graphite
Hematite polished into beads
Iron used to make steel
Jadeite graded A B or C
Kunzite soft pink, lilac or violet
Limestone formed from shells and corals
Moonstone heightens psychic sensitivity
Nacre also mother-of-pearl
Opal plays with rainbow colors
Peridot August’s birthstone
Quartz used in electronics
Ruby red
Sapphire a deep Kashmir blue
Topaz November’s birthstone
Unakite green and pink granite
Vesuvianite discovered in Italy
Wavelite a rare aluminum mineral
Xanthite named by ancient Greeks
Yowah nut from Australia
Zircon of many colors
Gypsum drags in the inwards
Welcoming solace in embrace
My mouth parched
Still searching
For the warm dew
Of gentle thighs
Empirical knowledge
Heralds the familiar refrain
Engulfment echoes
in what follows
Failing intently the pressing
Of conviction
Thoughts bare fruit here
Heavy from ponder
Never falling to be heard
Where senses take leave
To hoard in greed
Sabbaticals of feral kisses
We will dine tonight
On ourselves
Me, Myself and I
Stuffing further what's left
Into this comfy cocoon where
Time consumes our lingering
Transforming purpose
Yet, not transformed
Leaving the solvency
Of existence to hold breath
My chrysalis weaves itself
From dreams caught adrift
Binding barren pages
Yearning for their author
A Soul bereft of form
Metamorphosis in progress
Waiting.....
An eternity and still.....
Bound tightly to await
For Serendipity to unfurl
Her gifted Genesis
To touch my Soul